Rearranged Play Space.

We spent the better part of Monday rearranging the house. We decided to start sleeping in one of the bedrooms upstairs and use the bedroom on the first floor as a playroom for the girls instead. Big A was beyond excited to help get all of her toys moved and on display in their new location. Since then they have spent hours playing with toys they haven't used in months. They've been quiet and content and imaginative and creative and it's amazing. They haven't asked to watch the TV once! And I know that I should feel all happy and fuzzy about it, but I just feel terrible. They had such a great play space in Chicago and since we moved to Maine I don't know if I didn't feel it was a priority or I just didn't know how to make it work in the new house, or what, but I feel like a bit of an epic failure as a Mum. Bah. Parenthood.